Never Fall for a Highlander by Callie Hutton EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Prologue
June, 1649
Balnagown Castle
Clan Ross
“Jena, I’m scared.” Helena clung to her older sister and whispered the
words, even though they were alone in the small cottage where they and
their mother had lived. The lasses had just arrived back from Mam’s burial
and were awaiting the escorts who were bringing them to the Mackay Clan.
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Even though Helena and Jena were of the Ross clan, their mother had
been a Sutherland and with their father having been dead since Helena was
an infant, their aunt Dorathia Sutherland, Mam’s sister, had insisted the girls
be raised by her. Since there hadn’t been any offers to keep the lasses with
their da’s clan, they were packing their belongings to join their aunt who
awaited them outside with the Sutherland escort that had come with her.
They’d never met Aunt Dorathia before the funeral. Older than their mam
by at least ten summers, she was the Sutherland Clan healer, and over the
years Ma had lived at Balnagown Castle, their aunt had been reluctant to
visit. She sent the occasional message to her sister and remarked that she
was not comfortable leaving Dornoch, lest a tragedy occur, and she was not
there. Apparently, there was no other healer at the castle that her aunt
trusted.
She’d told the lasses she intended to train them in the healing arts so they
could take her place when she grew old. The lasses had taken one look at
Aunt Dorathia and decided she was already old and might die before they
were able to do any sort of training.
“Do not be afraid, Sister,” Jena said. “We will be together and even
though Aunt looks old, she seems to have a good heart.” She gave her a
hug. “All will be well. I promise.”
Helena, generally the sister who saw sunshine and happiness everywhere
as opposed to Jena who saw doom and gloom, this switch in their outlooks
was almost amusing.
“Are we ready, lasses?” Aunt Dorathia had entered the cottage and smiled
at them.
“Yes, Aunt,” Jena said. “Helena and I are all packed.”
One of the escorts stepped into the small room and took the two satchels
and tied them to his horse. He pointed at Jena. “Ye will ride with me. The
little one will ride with Boyd.” He waved in the general direction of a mon
sitting atop a verra large horse.
Helena swallowed. “Aye.”
In all her eight summers, she’d ne’er ridden a horse before, and was
ashamed to be so frightened that she almost bolted back to the cottage. But
she would no’ disgrace the Ross Clan, Jena, and Aunt Dorathia, so she took
a deep breath and moved toward the animal.
As the party of warriors, Aunt Dorathia, Helena, and Jena left the castle
grounds, their horses sounding like drums as they galloped away, Helena
looked back at the only home she’d ever known.
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